Ever Towards Light

10/23/09

 

I fell into a world once seen in sleep,

A sleep not fading into dream, but real,

Tactile, vibrant, vast, and borderless,

Where all was touched by beauty, formed by love,

Saw palaces afloat in limitless space,

Their alabaster columns in the sun

That never set, its ever-changing hues

To captivate the free enraptured soul,

And settled in an other-worldly calm.

I saw approach the men I knew on earth,

Conversing amicably in tones subdued.

Before them walked the one I knew as Lord.

Majesty was sculpted on his brow

And all around the air was charged with peace.

A friend once told me of her childhood dream

In which The Mother holding her through clouds

Of gold soaring through golden skies

Arrived before the One: The Mother said,

"You asked to see her so I have brought her to you."

The child on waking told her mother thus:

"I flew through golden skies and then I knelt

Before him and I knew they were the ones.

I looked and saw there were no gods above.

Mother, O mother, I shall be going there."

Not to death but ever towards light we grow.